Bramblepoint my sweet torment

chaos subsided. 

the girl who attacked him fled, but he did not see it. the blonde girl spoke, but he did not hear her words. 

maggak coiled herself around him and he felt a shiver of assurance at the sound of her shaken voice. greyscale tipped forward to bury his face in the comfort of a porcelain shoulder, his sobs strained yet quieter now. 

he sucked in a breath, the scent of home calming the sting of his neck.

any words spoken further were drowned out by the faint buzzing in his ears. even when alaric applied medicine to his wounds, the boy could not hear the sound of his own whimpers. 

he remained pressed against the weight of his sister until eventually directed to stand. the journey back towards the spear would be a silent one for the boy. 

the only sound that kept company was the relentless, soft buzzing. 

last post from me!